I always know it's gonna happen, and I try to prepare myself from getting in a bad way about it.
So why does it still effect me so much when it happens? I try to avoid the bad mood and be okay with it, and accept it.
But I can't.
And it upsets me that it happens.
Especially after last night, which was wonderful.
And now this?
Fuck.
Other than that, I'm
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